Meteoromancy
This week we dreamed of the sky. Stars, planets, moons. Beautiful sunsets and looming cosmic voids.
For some of us, we stared in wonder at impossible constellations. The lucky dreamers reported back on comforting and magical visions. They scrambled for cameras, fruitlessness, to capture bright-pink-orange sunsets.
Retro video game music, last heard 30 years ago, echoed from the clouds. An oversized gorilla ambled past the sun. Flickering stars were replaced by millions of blinking eyes.
The less-lucky-dreamers weathered storms and chaos from above. Water flooded down, whilst panicked parents searched for lost children. The northern lights turned twisty and evil, stealing one dreamer’s soul.
Black holes attacked. Flung at us by strangers in the park. Erupting from the sun. Leaving us spaghettified or trapped in jars.
I suddenly got a call from one of my friends saying that the night sky was incredible that night, so I went outside and looked. Indeed, it was incredible. The stars were so visible that it almost made me tear up.
There were a few stars shining extra bright, though. Also, there was a very large, dim object in the sky—almost like a computer component—a CPU or something like that. The lights on the CPU were red stars.
After a while, this object became more clear, and the brighter stars in the sky turned into a USB stick. A large hand appeared out of the sky and pulled out the USB stick.
